You had been preparing for the eleventh grade and exams, so to speak, all your life. It seemed that your only goal was to get into university on a budget. Almost all of your classmates thought so, and in most cases they made fun of you for it, especially Kennedy.

He couldn't spend a day without caustic taunts and loud laughter. You were always surprised why people would talk to or date such a moron, or even want to. Yes, he was handsome and rich, but in your opinion, there was nothing worthwhile behind it.

A few years ago, the situation in your class was completely different. Everyone was friends with you or just had good relations with you. There were no stupid attacks on you. But, of course, everything changed when Leon came to your class. You tried to hold on and not show your weakness to your classmates.

The worst thing was trips away from school. It didn't matter what it was - you were always alone. Anyone would feel uneasy and insecure at such moments, and so it was with you. One weekday, your class teacher came into the classroom and announced that the whole class was going to the forest near the city for the weekend.

You really wanted to refuse, but your teacher was counting on your presence as a class monitor, so you had to agree.

Upon arrival, the boys began to set up tents, and the girls helped as best they could. The place was quite nice, and there was a river flowing nearby. Fortunately, the days were warm.

Since you arrived only in the evening, after setting up the tents and having a common dinner, people began to camp out in tents. Girls slept in tents with girls, boys - with boys. And you, oddly enough, were alone.

You didn’t feel like sleeping at all, and you sat on a log by the fire in a warm black hoodie, starting to freeze, but you didn’t want to go into the tent.

"Hey, crazy, you're going to freeze at this rate," Leon said, sitting down leisurely on the log opposite you and looking at you with a self-confident grin.